Today is the first day of a brand new year. Last night we all, the four of us, said good bye to 2014 quietly watching the ball drop in Times Square the best way that I know how, on t.v.

Today we are going to feast on paella, the one that I have made over and over again through the years, filled with chicken, chorizo sausage, mussels, shrimp, littleneck clams. My husband is probably going to do most of the cooking because when I am tired, he jumps right in to help and he loves cooking anyway, he is very talented in the kitchen, much more creative than I am. I like my recipes, I usually don’t follow them word for word, but I like the structure behind the recipe; whereas my husband lets his creative juices flow and he has no fear about what the results might be, I, on the other hand, am ruled by my insecurities so I fret and stress when I really don’t need to, it is a horrible habit and something that I need to work on, a work in progress as I have said on many occasion. πŸ™‚